Back In Hong Kong
Christmas is well and truly over. Well up to a point. Not all the decorations are away, I’m not fully unpacked from the Christmas break and we have not really stored all the gifts. Of course, the best gifts are the ones that keep being used or remembered for the rest of the year, but […]
Christmas is well and truly over. Well up to a point. Not all the decorations are away, I’m not fully unpacked from the Christmas break and we have not really stored all the gifts.
Of course, the best gifts are the ones that keep being used or remembered for the rest of the year, but that’s something for another blogpost.
It was great to head down under to Adelaide to visit family. I didn’t grow up in Adelaide, but sucessive holidays there, together with my family have resettled there means it feels sort of like home, or at least familiar.
This was my first summer Christmas in many years. It was great to enjoy my mum’s cooking again for the season, to go for long bike rides and walks along the beach and try and adjust to Adelaide’s small town friendliness.
However, I did not enjoy that feeling that once the 25th had past, Christmas was somehow over. I’ve become accustomed to the sense that Christmas really runs right through to Epiphany and that the music, food and reflection are not something to be dispensed with as soon as the wrapping paper comes off the gifts.
In a way that’s all background to the start of 2010. I’m rebranding and relaunching my studio business, taking more photos every week (and planning some great photographic trips) and doing the everyday stuff that keeps life moving forward.
So, in a way, I’m not down in the depths of up on the mountain-top, I’m just out in a field, working a plow…